Ding-ling!
The sound of the bell indicating the meal is ready.
Seated and waiting for nearly two hours, the crowd showed neither sleepiness nor impatience; at the sound, they all turned to look inside together.
Xia Yu counted his own portion as well, a total of six large bowls of ramen for six people.
Placed on two trays, he carried them with both hands, very steadily.
"Here you go, please enjoy—"
Thump.
The trays were placed on the tea table, and Xia Yu also sat down on the tatami mat.
But the atmosphere around the dining table became a bit awkward as he set down the trays.
Alice's eyes widened in shock, staring dumbfounded at the ramen on the tray, "Wh-why is the broth this color?"
Eriina's expression was equally strange.
Initially, she gave Xia Yu a puzzled look, that gaze clearly telling him, as a chef who also pursues delicacy and perfection, why would he serve such a bizarre bowl of ramen?
